Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 447 It’s Not Beautiful To Cry Anymore (2)

"Where is Qi Yi, I haven't seen him since yesterday."

"I heard that Su Yu's parents have arrived in Hwaseong. Senior brother should be busy greeting them."

Ren Nan showed displeasure. In this situation, which one is more important? Does he have no idea in his heart?

Just caring about the little things like children's love, no wonder it hasn't been successful.

He stood up, shook the coat on his body, "Go to Lan Xi and the others, and it's time to bring your teacher back."

"Yes." Mingyuan nodded respectfully and followed his footsteps.

……

The last trace of crimson color disappeared into the sky, and the thick ink-like darkness enveloped Nanliu Villa.

The drizzle fell from the sky, adding a bit of haze to the surrounding scenery.

Under the cover of night, Qiao Luo sneaked into the villa through the passage of the back mountain.

Growing up here since he was a child, Qiao Luo knows every route clearly.

Avoiding the patrol team, Qiao Luo found the yard where Liu Yiman lived.

The faint fragrance of plum blossoms rushed into the tip of his nose, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in Qiao Luo's eyes.

Without time to delay, she moved her footsteps lightly, and slipped into the Listening Willow Courtyard like a ghost.

There was no one patrolling inside, so Qiao Luo pushed the door and walked in, then closed the door.

The window was open, and gusts of cold wind rushed in wantonly.

Qiao Luo pulled off his hood and shook the rain on his coat.

In the huge room, a small wall lamp was lit, and the dim light swayed weakly in the room.

Qiao Luo patted his coat hand for a while, and glanced towards the door from the corner of his eye.

She stepped forward immediately, hiding her thin body behind the bed.

In an instant, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Hasty footsteps sounded, accompanied by the voice of a woman muttering.

"It's raining after all, the weather is really capricious."

With the familiar tone, Qiao Luo immediately recognized who it was.

She hooked her lips and poked her head out from behind the bed.

I saw the woman dressed plainly, with her hair neatly tied behind her head.

Aunt Zhao stretched out her hand to close the window, murmuring in her mouth, "I don't know if Ma'am is asleep at this point, and if I'm used to Hwaseong's food."

"It's so windy and windy here, I don't know if it's raining in Huacheng."

Listening to her thoughts, Qiao Luo had a long-lost feeling, and she smiled softly.

"Who?"

Suddenly, Aunt Zhao was taken aback, and quickly pressed the switch on the wall.

The lights in the room came on, driving away the darkness just now.

She looked around vigilantly, "Who is here?"

Qiao Luo came out from behind the bed, and the mask on her face was glowing with mystery as the lights flickered on.

Aunt Zhao looked horrified, she didn't expect that there was someone hiding in the room.

She took two steps back, staring closely at the mask on Qiao Luo's face, "You, who are you?"

Qiao Luo smiled and said in a familiar tone, "Aunt Zhao, long time no see."

Shouting "Aunt Zhao" made her a little confused. Aunt Zhao stabilized her mind and looked at her with more suspicion.

"who are you?"

Qiao Luo raised his hand to remove the mask on his face, and his delicate face was exposed to the light, breaking into her sight.

Aunt Zhao's eyes widened and she covered her mouth in disbelief.

These days, she often follows Liu Yiman to watch Qiao Luo's videos, so she naturally knows who the person in front of her is.

"you you……"

She was so surprised that she couldn't hold out a complete sentence for a while.

Qiao Luo took a step forward, with a sly smile in his eyes, "Aunt Zhao, I haven't eaten your cakes for a long time, when will you make some for me?"

"You, what are you calling me?" Aunt Zhao asked dully.

Qiao Luo put his hand on her shoulder, "Aunt Zhao."

After a pause, she joked, "Is it because I look better that you can't recognize me?"

The playful tone and the look between the brows and eyes made Aunt Zhao recall it instantly.

Her eyes were red instantly, and tears dripped down uncontrollably.

"You are Miss Seven?"

From the moment Ye Qi was carried back to Nanliu Villa, she took care of her and grew up with his wife, and she would not recognize the wrong person.

Qiao Luo tugged at his sleeves to help her wipe away tears, with a slight smile on his lips.

"I'm back, why is Aunt Zhao still crying, she should smile."

Aunt Zhao's tears became more and more fierce, and she hugged her, "It's fine, it's fine."

She repeated these four words in her mouth, unable to hide her excitement.

Just be alive.

Qiao Luo's heart warmed, he raised his hand and patted her on the back, and said briskly, "Aunt Zhao, you won't be pretty anymore if you cry."

Aunt Zhao smiled through tears, let her go, and wiped the tears from her face.

She sniffed and said, "You, you know how to make fun of Aunt Zhao and me. Aunt Zhao is already very old, so what's so beautiful about it?"

Qiao Luo hooked her red lips lightly, and asked about the business, "Aunt Zhao, is there anyone patrolling this courtyard at night?"

Wiping away her tears, Aunt Zhao lowered her voice, "No, the patrol at the villa is still the same as before, without any change."

I heard that Liuyuan is Madam's territory, she likes to be quiet, and ordered people not to patrol here a long time ago, even now, it is still the same.

"However, Young Master Qi and Young Master Ming have a lot of their eyeliners in the villa, Miss Seven, be careful."

Qiao Luo nodded, "I know this, the third senior brother mentioned it to me."

Aunt Zhao looked surprised, "Have you seen Madam and the others?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, "I only told the third senior brother, the teacher's wife and the others don't know about my return yet."

"Aunt Zhao, listen to me first, and act as if you haven't seen me before. Don't tell anyone what happened tonight, and don't reveal any rumors."

Meeting the seriousness in her eyes, Aunt Zhao nodded, "What about Madam?"

"Don't tell me about the teacher's wife, I will tell her personally when I go back." Qiao Luo said.

Aunt Zhao nodded knowingly, her eyes fell on her face, "Miss Seven, your face?"

Knowing that she would ask this, Qiao Luo smiled helplessly, "This explanation is a bit complicated, I will talk about it later."

Aunt Zhao hummed, and asked with concern, "Have you eaten, are you hungry?"

"What do you want to eat, I'll make some for you."

Qiao Luo smiled dumbly and grabbed her wrist, "No need, Aunt Zhao, I'm not hungry."

"Aunt Zhao, where is the uncle's tombstone?"

Aunt Zhao's expression became serious, "On the cliff of the back mountain, where your accident happened."

Qiao Luo's brows turned cold, and his white hands clenched into fists.

"Whose idea?"

"City Lord, Madame and Young Master Lan have opposed it, but it was useless." Aunt Zhao said.

That is the eldest brother of the city lord, and he has the most right to speak in terms of blood relationship.

Sure enough, it was him, Qiao Luo turned cold.

She said, "Aunt Zhao, I still have things to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Then be careful." Aunt Zhao worried.

"It's still raining outside, how about I get you a raincoat?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, "No, it's inconvenient to wear a raincoat, so you should go to rest early."

After the words fell, she pushed open the door and walked out.

Aunt Zhao followed to the door and looked around, but Qiao Luo was nowhere to be seen.

(End of this chapter)